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masterpiece. Video (MV)




Performed By: g2g
Language: English
Length: 2:56
Written by: Gurmehr Tiwana
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g2g - masterpiece. Lyrics




Made a master piece
Then I did her casually
Yeah she grown but say he still be looking after me
I wouldn't never not make it what it didn't have to be
The way my wrist inside the pot I'm like an athlete

Woah, my palms itchin', I think that money attached to me
When I'm out in palm chilling, might invest in property
Taking trips and selling bricks, I did it way more properly
Your BM steady on my nerves, this ap ghost apologies

Dripped out in Balenci-I got drip all on my shoelace
I'm working in a phantom you just working as a tool ay
This chopstick gon hit the beat so long it'll make a tooth ache
Emerging out the mud, I'm stepping out fresher than toothpaste

This wok is really dirty I just mixed it up with kool-aid
Perfectionist of craft, they want a album every two days
Bet them shots gone ring your stomach, you gon prolly get some food ache
Cuz the way I'm in the booth, I'm really serving em some food ay

Had to win cuz I ain't losing
I mix murder with the music
Ever since she seen my face she turned around said I'm amusing
The way I carry forward culture you would think I'm doing fusion (cooking)
Drinking drank I don't get boozy
I done grown up being a nuisance

Don't compare me to my sound
You either in or outta bounds
We ain't even dining in, look all the shit I'm taking out
Came up smiling in the crib, he now feel blessed to have a frown
I ain't sparin' rappers either, had no choice to take him out

Made a master piece
Then I did her casually
Yeah she grown but say he still be looking after me
I wouldn't never not make it what it didn't have to be
The way my wrist inside the pot I'm like an athlete

Woah, my palms itching that money attached to me
When I'm out in palm chilling, might invest in property
Taking a trip and selling bricks, I did it way more properly
Your BM steady on my nerves, this ap ghost apologies

The alphabet up in my closet
I just parked my car at chase I'm about to go make a deposit
Done tired of being at home I took a trip out to Milwaukee
Yeah this rapping shit gon work we brought the birds all through the lobby
See inside your future shawty here chop bricks like it's karate

Seen it all my life they handing g2g the sharpie
Out inside the club they tryna meet to meet me properly (cooking)
Bae-nem preciate me so I had to bring the rari
Bought vlone to shoutout Bari ay,

Ion like these f*cking rappers & it can't cuz how your snare hit
I-d-g-a-f don't mean that I was being careless
I was ripping out the Masareti, ripping out up on the terraces
Magazine without the issue but name one and we'll take care of it

Quick submission, competition, I think they done start to perish
I knew it won't be easy, but I'm still gon have to get it
Seen it all inside and thru this life, I only hope that you generic
Push you out inside the motor, push you right inside that ferret

Made a master piece
Then I did her casually
Yeah she grown but say he still be looking after me
I wouldn't never not make it what it didn't have to be
The way my wrist inside the pot I'm like an athlete

Woah, now my palm itching that money attached to me
When I'm out in palm chilling, might invest in property
Taking a trip and selling bricks, I did it way more properly
Your BM steady on my nerves, this ap ghost apologies
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English

Made a master piece
Then I did her casually
Yeah she grown but say he still be looking after me
I wouldn't never not make it what it didn't have to be
The way my wrist inside the pot I'm like an athlete

Woah, my palms itchin', I think that money attached to me
When I'm out in palm chilling, might invest in property
Taking trips and selling bricks, I did it way more properly
Your BM steady on my nerves, this ap ghost apologies

Dripped out in Balenci-I got drip all on my shoelace
I'm working in a phantom you just working as a tool ay
This chopstick gon hit the beat so long it'll make a tooth ache
Emerging out the mud, I'm stepping out fresher than toothpaste

This wok is really dirty I just mixed it up with kool-aid
Perfectionist of craft, they want a album every two days
Bet them shots gone ring your stomach, you gon prolly get some food ache
Cuz the way I'm in the booth, I'm really serving em some food ay

Had to win cuz I ain't losing
I mix murder with the music
Ever since she seen my face she turned around said I'm amusing
The way I carry forward culture you would think I'm doing fusion (cooking)
Drinking drank I don't get boozy
I done grown up being a nuisance

Don't compare me to my sound
You either in or outta bounds
We ain't even dining in, look all the shit I'm taking out
Came up smiling in the crib, he now feel blessed to have a frown
I ain't sparin' rappers either, had no choice to take him out

Made a master piece
Then I did her casually
Yeah she grown but say he still be looking after me
I wouldn't never not make it what it didn't have to be
The way my wrist inside the pot I'm like an athlete

Woah, my palms itching that money attached to me
When I'm out in palm chilling, might invest in property
Taking a trip and selling bricks, I did it way more properly
Your BM steady on my nerves, this ap ghost apologies

The alphabet up in my closet
I just parked my car at chase I'm about to go make a deposit
Done tired of being at home I took a trip out to Milwaukee
Yeah this rapping shit gon work we brought the birds all through the lobby
See inside your future shawty here chop bricks like it's karate

Seen it all my life they handing g2g the sharpie
Out inside the club they tryna meet to meet me properly (cooking)
Bae-nem preciate me so I had to bring the rari
Bought vlone to shoutout Bari ay,

Ion like these f*cking rappers & it can't cuz how your snare hit
I-d-g-a-f don't mean that I was being careless
I was ripping out the Masareti, ripping out up on the terraces
Magazine without the issue but name one and we'll take care of it

Quick submission, competition, I think they done start to perish
I knew it won't be easy, but I'm still gon have to get it
Seen it all inside and thru this life, I only hope that you generic
Push you out inside the motor, push you right inside that ferret

Made a master piece
Then I did her casually
Yeah she grown but say he still be looking after me
I wouldn't never not make it what it didn't have to be
The way my wrist inside the pot I'm like an athlete

Woah, now my palm itching that money attached to me
When I'm out in palm chilling, might invest in property
Taking a trip and selling bricks, I did it way more properly
Your BM steady on my nerves, this ap ghost apologies
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Writer: Gurmehr Tiwana
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